A Spring Morning…

April 16, 2012

This morning was one of those miracle mornings- my children woke up at 8:30 am. I feel like I can conquer the world. They’ve long risen before the dawn- right at six or even earlier. It wears upon the night-owl mama, let me tell you. (Which is why this coffee gave me absolute fits of giggles the other day.)

I’m listening to Fernando Ortega this morning. (Also unusual, since the noise factor is usually so loud and well, whiny, that I can’t stand to add anything more to the aural soundscape.) This latest album of his…easily a soundtrack to the day. The Kyrie’s, especially. The older I get, the more I realize that there is only one prayer that covers the depth and the breadth and the need: Kyrie Elision- Lord, Have mercy. (You can hear part of the Kyrie at the beginning of this video.)

I’m thinking about this quote I ran across this morning.

“You mustn’t wish for another life. You mustn’t want to be somebody else. What you must do is this:

‘Rejoice evermore.

Pray without ceasing.

In everything give thanks.’

I am not all the way capable of so much, but those are the right instructions.”

– Wendell Berry, Hannah Coulter

You mustn’t wish for another life. Kyrie Elision, without ceasing. Eucharisteo, in everything. There is such peace to be found. I’m slowly beginning to understand this.

As I head into the kitchen today, I can’t help but think about provision. Mondays have become my baking and prep days. I spend a lot of time cooking and stirring and thinking. Praying. Memorizing. This one is sitting on my sink-board today.

Beauty, delivered:

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